Ok, so maybe this post won't be as profound and influential as the like-wise titled speech of Martin Luther King, Jr.  However, like Mr. King, I also have a dream.  Sure, I dream of life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness for all but when Blest asked us to "Dream Big" she wasn't talking about peace, civil rights or the betterment of all mankind.  No, she was talking about something far more personal...our weight.  I know, I know - such a heavy subject. 

Joking aside, I wonder if more of us felt better about ourselves might it be for the betterment of all mankind...or at the very least, the mankind we interact with on a daily basis?

Despite how difficult this road to a healthy weight, I have a dream.  Yes, I have a dream that one day I will only see cottage cheese in my fridge and not on my thighs.  I have a dream that when I go to the store to shop for clothes I won't leave crying.  I have a dream that one day I'll wear clothing because I actually like it and not because it's the only thing that fits or because it "hides the fat".  I have a dream that when we go to Walt Disney World next year, I will be able to ride any ride, I will wear a swim suit at the pool and I will have no problem walking the average five miles a day that most people walk while there.  I have a dream that one day I'll run a marathon (or bike the MS 150) and take swing dance lessons (hoping I can talk the hubby into this one).  I have a dream of being a healthy example for my kids of what a stay-at-home, homeschooling mom can be.  I have a dream that one day my weight will no longer physically, mentally or emotionally trap me and keep me from doing the things I long to do.

Yes, I have a dream...